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I sighed looking at myself in the mirror realizing just how much I looked like my mother, with my (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes. I continued stroking the brush through my soft feathery hair, not seeing the figure walk up behind me. I turned around sharply and bumped straight into the earl. I fell back and bumped my hip into the vanity I was using to brush out my hair. I winced in pain as my back bent into an awkward shape that I didn't know was possible for the human body to make. "M'lady! Are you ok?"
"Y-yes," I managed to say, my back pain now worsening as I stood up straight. I could tell the earl new I was lying, because he was looking at me with concern in his face.
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Flowers For The Dead (Cielxreader)
FanfictionBe warned!!! This will contain strong language and some sexual themes!! I will right it in the chapter title if it contains sexual themes. {y/n}=you're name {y/n} is the daughter of a popular company owner and is required to meet the Earl Phantomhiv...
